9.
As a hairstylist, I’ve seen a few bridezillas. This one affected me directly. So mid week, a woman comes in and asks about updos for a wedding that upcoming weekend. She told my boss that she wanted something “funky” done with her hair. My boss then booked this bitch with me. Saturday morning comes and she is in my chair and I get started. I am nearly finished and she starts complaining that she wanted more of a classic Audrey Hepburn style. Now I’m confused and it’s too late to change now, plus my next client has arrived. This twat loses it. She says I wasn’t listening to her and called her mother to come talk sense into me and was almost in tears wondering how she was going to explain her hair to her future inlaws. Her mom shows and basically tells her that her hair looks beautiful, paid me and dragged her out of the salon. A total WTF experience for everyone.
10.
I was a bridesmaid in my older brother’s wedding. I had 2 fucking drinks at the wedding…2! I felt fine. My sister in law got mad because in one of the wedding photos there is one of me kissing a family friend of 15 years on the cheek because I haven’t seen them in a while. It was such a nice picture too.
The bitch said it was inappropriate and hasn’t shown the wedding photos from the reception to anyone because: “3ll3hciM was drinking at my wedding and ruined some of the pictures”.
11.
Bridezilla is putting it mildly. I once flew into a foreign country for this woman’s wedding since I was a bridesmaid. The time I was there I witnessed her: shoving her daughter, starving and neglecting her pets, constantly fighting with her fiance, trying to control what I ate, accused me of stealing from her since I took a Pepsi from the refrigerator after they said to make myself at home, freaking out the night before as we were setting up because everything was wrong. After the day had come and gone and I flew home I get an email about a month later, “You really pissed everyone off! They all found you rude and lazy. My husband isn’t calling you names he’s only calling you out on how you are.” I told her to have a nice life then blocked her from ever contacting me again. Next thing I know, my family and friends are getting threatened and harassed, fake profiles were made with my name and photo, several message boards on Facebook have my name, number, and address up along with the biggest loads of bullshit for any random stranger to read.
